I really don't want to be red

Chapter 2374 Make it up

Kaman knelt down on one knee and looked into White's hateful eyes.

I probably haven't seen it before, but the anger inside is clear.

"My friend, let me go, I will double the amount the other party gave you, a bearer check, you can take it at any time!" He put his hand in his arms and took out the checkbook.

The corner of Kaman's mouth twitched, and a stick hit his wrist.

Kaman howled in pain, fell to the ground and clutched his wrist tightly.

This time, it hurt him to the marrow.

The two bodyguards were robbed of their heads, lying on the ground, not daring to speak.

He could only silently put his head on the ground, pretending not to see it.

The blonde was already curled up under the car, covering her face with her hands, peeking through her fingers, yelling and terrified on the surface.

But Mustache went up and gave her a kick, letting her know that she should keep calm no matter what.

So now the blonde is shivering honestly.

White fundamentally adhered to the purpose of making quick decisions, ignoring Kaman's yelling.

With a wave of his hand, several people followed at the same time.

"Mr. Kaman, it won't be long, please persevere." White sent his warm greetings and raised his bat high.

One minute later, Kaman's throat was torn and he couldn't cry out.

White and the others held their bats and looked coldly at Kaman rolling on the ground.

He is quite energetic, and he has a good tumbling energy, which probably has something to do with his rounder body.

"It's full of energy!" White sighed and added it again, hitting Kaman's fat thigh.

Kaman lost three of his limbs, only one left hand was still able to move, but his weak strength was not enough to support his huge body to escape, so he could only howl on the spot.

"Okay, don't bark, that's it for today!"

White waved his hand, and the two younger brothers, holding shotguns, followed White and prepared to leave.

"Brother, stand? Stand upright?" The man with the dreadlocks and the tauren mask questioned his soul.

White became impatient. He had been in action for more than a minute now, and he could see someone calling the police in the distance.

After all, this is a ghostly rich area.

When the alarm is received, those notes will come at the speed of a funeral for a relative.

Time is tight.

White grabbed the shotgun and looked back.

Kamen was taken aback.

There was a smell of urine coming out from under him.

The two bodyguards who had just stood up quickly raised their hands, and some obediently knelt down.

At this time, it is absolutely unwise to fight against people with guns.

And they saw that when this guy hit someone just now, he was quite skillful.

Knocking the leg with a stick basically broke it at once.

Ordinary people can't do this kind of thing easily, which means that the opponent has at least learned, knows where to hit the most damage, and can kill with one blow the most.

Although it will not be their opponent.

But they don't have guns now.

If you stand up and resist, there is a [-]% chance of grabbing the gun and pushing the opponent to the ground.

But there is still a [-]% chance, which is hard to say.

Maybe it was the accomplice who came over and shot his head full of steel balls.

It may also be that they rely on their keenness and intuition on the battlefield to make the other party completely defeated.

But there is only a 50% chance, not enough for them who can enjoy life after thousands of lives to act rashly.

And Kaman has become like this.

Their salaries for the second half of this year are destined to go to waste, why bother to work hard for a useless person?
So the two of them immediately knelt and surrendered in the most standard posture.

Although the opponent was full of loopholes, but in line with the idea that one thing more is worse than one thing less, the two still offered their knees.

Blondes are even worse.

Crouching next to the car, he had already lost the expression management function. He wanted to scream, but was frightened by White's ferocious aura.

Kaman was terrified.

"I have money, I'll give you money."

"Do you think we are short of money? My boss said, to make you unable to straighten up..."

White kicked hard.

Kaman let out an earth-shattering hoarse cry from his throat, and he couldn't do it even if he tried to cover his vitals.

All he could do was scream up to the sky trembling.

"Okay, let's go."

The siren sounded arrogantly in the distance, reminding several people to leave the first scene quickly.

"It's cheap for you! Old man."

White left the scene swaggeringly with several people, got into a car without a license plate, and left the scene quickly.

Three minutes after several people left the scene, a police car arrived late.

By the way, an ambulance was called, and it also arrived at the scene with a scream of surprise.

Kaman's face was a sketch of tears, sweat, snot, and saliva intertwined, and he was in a mess.

Almost every muscle trembled.

The fat on his face was trembling unbearably, jumping out of the lines little by little, rippling, squeezing sweat from the skin, and crawling down the grooves on his face.

"It seems very serious." The policeman came down and pressed his legs, his stomach hindered his operation.

The doctor lifted the stretcher out of the ambulance, and the two of them took a look and judged that Carter's condition was worrying.

"Both legs comminuted fracture, right arm comminuted fracture..."

The doctor saw that Kaman's limbs were irregularly twisted, and immediately judged that this guy had three limbs broken.

"It seems that there are more serious ones."

Another doctor probed his head, looking uncertainly at Kaman's trembling waist.

Although Kaman can only be regarded as half a person, he still spares no effort in moving his waist and trying to move his legs, which seems to be something extraordinary.

Looking at the marks on his high-end suit pants.

There are 46 yards of footprints on it.

Still sticky with mud.

Everyone, including the police, was relatively silent.

At this time, the frightened onlookers have bravely come to watch.

"Seven of them, two with guns!"

"Fart, there are five people holding guns. If there were two people, we would have come up a long time ago. We are not afraid at all."

"Stupid, all seven of them had guns, and they robbed two of them."

As he said that, someone pointed at the bodyguard who had nothing to do with him.

Proof that he saw those two guns snatched from these two guys.

"Very fierce guy, maybe a robbery."

"I think it's seeking revenge. They don't seem to have robbed him of his money, and the people who robbed the money would not be so cruel to targets who don't resist. From my inference, they are seeking revenge."

"Who knows, maybe it's love and hatred, maybe it's the fate of being rich and unkind, anyway, those people are very ruthless."

"It's so pitiful. He may not be able to stand up in his life. May God bless him."

"Haha, that's hard to say, God doesn't want to bless a bad guy..."

"..."

Amid all the chatter, Kaman was carried into the ambulance and sent away.

The police also remained at the scene for routine questioning.

Surprisingly, Ye Paris, a well-known local snake, didn't know anything about it.

When asked, the other party had a gun in his hand, and they dared not participate.

This makes people suddenly feel a bit big.

But the cop is a smart guy and doesn't get to the bottom of it...it doesn't do him any good.

(End of this chapter)